This the new style,
Of Hip Hop n rap rymes,
No bullshit n no nines,
Just pure truth leaving an impact in this type of time.
Described and recognised,
Told truth n no lies,
Heartbrake n thoughtful sighs,
Promised to rap rymes till our hip hop day dies.
Hip hop is dyeing early,
And the beef in the industry,
is the reason for that tragedy,
Im geting blamed as the artist known as faithful key.
Truth is, it aint me,
Started with pac n B.I.G,
filled with passion n gangstery,
no jealousy, n stop thinking like its "all eyez on me".
The 7 deadly sins, again,
To be left alone, again,
Follow that path, again,
But fuck it dawg live ya life like ya goin to state pen.